An example from this morning--during snuggle time with all of us in our bed, I told Maggie that I was going to hug Daddy. "No, mine!!" as she shoved my face away and hugged her Daddy as tight as possible. So, then Andrew professed that he loved me and wanted to give Mama a big hug. Did she tell him "No, mine?" and hug me?? Heck no! Instead, she hugged him and said, "well, I love Dada! No, Mama!"
It doesn't help that I have had night meetings and workout times at the gym that have taken me away from home. The Mom Guilt? Yeah, it hit an all time high this week. I had a bit of a meltdown (spurred by "My baby hates me!" talk to Andrew). So this weekend? I shut down from work, even avoiding talking about it with Andrew, and we've made it family weekend! We've been to the Wiggly Playcenter, gymnastics, shopping, out to dinner, the park, and if weather cooperates with us this morning, we're going to spend a few hours at Six Flags to play in the kids area (Andrew bought us cheap season passes).
But, knowing Maggie and how things have gone this week, I won't be riding any of the rides with her. She'll probably just want her Daddy.